He knows what he wants.I notice there are fingers in and on my pussy, my hard clit is getting a loving treatment and electric shocks run up my abdomen....My "sweet" guy has pulled his cock out of my mouth, but I'm not free for very long.I hear their vulgar language about my body, it turns me on to hear them talk about me like that.Cunt, fuckmeat, whore, sperm bank, fuck doll, titty pig, sperm whore are the kind words they use about me.Now that wet horny cunt must be fucked says my guy. She should. She had questions about what happened after they left, but her social training would not let her ask. I kept watching TV until the women sat down, waiting for me to signal they could proceed with their questions.I would have preferred to say nothing; Michelle's presence made the desire stronger. I turned the television off and kept it short."You're not going with your father," I told Karen. The older women nodded; Marisa grabbed Karen's hand and squeezed it. Karen's tear-filled eyes thanked me.. There was a chorus of "yes's", and "cools". They quickly undid the back strap of my bikini and pulled it and my top up and off over my head, handing them to Billy who happily said, "go for it guys, I'll have my fun with her later, eh babe!”. Grinning, I nodded and lifted my butt so they could slide my skirt and bikini bottoms off as well, grinning and laughing, they threw them at Billy to hold! "fuckin yum" I heard one of them say as he dived between my legs licking at my juices, they all had. I could only laugh and say ok you two get the wash clothes and pamper me to death.It felt so nice to have them washing my feet and lower legs. I closed my eyes and started to drift away into another world, a world where I was a queen and I was being tended to by my courtesans. Their tongues and hands touching and kissing and licking every inch of my body. I felt their fingers dipping into my warm wet pussy. They were dropping rose petals into the tub as I soaked and was washed.My dream was.